Well I guess I am officially screwed. I had no idea what to expect when MJ said we were taking a private jet. I knew that I might have questioned my decision to go on this adventure had we gone commercial.
That I was certain of…TSA, lines screaming babies…Ohm, traveling in the 21st century is not as glamorous as it might sound. I guess I thought we’d be in a little prop plane or something bumping around in the sky while I am holding on to the edge of my seat. Of course it’s not like that at all.
A private jet is better than I ever imagined and I am screwed forever.